The short visit to Sweden was fine and all, but I feel split now. Voldemort-style. A part of me wants this, Kenya, a part of me wants Sweden and a part of me wants the third world.
You know – the third world?
That world were you’re alone and can be whoever you feel like because you’re new to everyone. That extreme freedom of being whoever you feel like being when meeting new people in new places. That thing that happens when you’re traveling sola or when you’re just by yourself in your room.
Maybe this feeling of vast emptiness and separation from the rest of the world is temporary. Maybe it’s a recurring theme. I don’t know. Hope it passes.
Enough with the philosophizing. K thx bye 😉
this
Mis mini-vacaciones a Suecia resultó en una alma dividida. Como Voldemort. Una parte quiere este, Kenia, una otra parte quiere Suecia y una parte de mi quiere el tercero mundo.
Sabes – el tercero mundo?
El mundo donde eres nueva a todos y por eso puedes ser quien quiere. La libertad de vivir en el tercero mundo es infinita. Lo pasa cuando estas viajando sola.
Tal vez este sentimiento de ser dividida del resto del mundo es temporal. Tal vez es una tema recurrente. No sé. Espero que termine pronto.
